Meredith Webber – A Sheikh To Capture Her Heart (страница 9)
This was new and he was unsure what it meant.
Best not to think about it. Go around to the beach—with something on his feet—and see if she was there.
He saw her as he reached the rock fall, long white arms stroking rhythmically through the water, little splashes as her feet kicked, her wet hair appearing almost black against her pale skin.
He crossed the small sandy area to where her clothes were piled under a pandanus palm and picked up her towel, carrying it down to the water’s edge and waiting for her to come out.
She rose like Venus from her shell, shaking her head to clear the water from her hair, the paleness of her skin seeming lighter against the black swimsuit that moulded a perfect body with full breasts, a narrow waist drawing the eye to her hips and from there to her long, long legs …
She looked up, saw him—and smiled.
The tightness in his body zeroed downwards, and his hands trembled as he draped the towel around her shoulders, holding it closed beneath her chin.
‘You’re shaking,’ she murmured, looking up into his face, perhaps reading the naked need he was feeling.
‘You’ve bewitched me,’ he muttered, his reaction to this woman so strong he wondered if maybe the encephalitis had returned and he was delirious.
He breathed deeply, calming himself, then wrapped the towel completely around her, leaving his hands at the back of her waist, easing her body closer.
Kissing was close, but for now it was enough to hold her, more than enough that she didn’t push away …
Sea-green eyes looked up into his and her pink lips widened into a shy smile.
‘This is weird.’
The words were little more than a breath of air, but her face told him so much more. She was uncertain, vulnerable …
And he wanted to hold her forever.
‘You wanted something?’
She’d shifted slightly and her lost look had been replaced by a mischievous grin.
‘You!’ he muttered gruffly, although he knew he was rushing things.
This woman wasn’t one of the career-focussed businesswomen with whom he usually dallied, and he, for certain, wasn’t, right now, the attentive, caring, casual lover
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